Monday, February 4, 2013

Poem of US...

Movements of unexpressed curiosity
Suddenly moves me to a new velocity
Sight is blinded and Eve is doom
This night our love doesn't bloom

Royalty starts with R and reminds my mind
Of my love RUSSIAN BEAR who is ever so kind
Never naive as Adam
Because his mind is a phantom

Beauty in the bottle
Love so rare
Tipping off to a mindless waddle
His, he, best friend, nothing to fear

Mistakes are made but being in love is secure from fade...
Sour, sweet, full of sense and toxicity like a bundle of Sage.

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